Vicious Male Counterpart Isn’t Competing Anymore

[Is the mimic mech so awesome? Can Level 6 Mecha kill Level 9 Zerg? 】

[You see that the mecha in the video is not operating. When he sideways avoided the Zerg attack while sinking and shooting, his body changed at least a dozen times. If this is a traditional mecha, it won't be able to operate if the hand is abolished. 】

[There is also his particle cannon. It is obviously a level six mecha, but the weapon can blast away at level seven Zerg. Is it possible that the weapon of the mimic mech should be more powerful? 】

[Yes, yes, what I wanted to ask just now is that different mechas have different lines. Can't high-level weapons be equipped with low-level mechas? 】

[Upstairs, you are talking about traditional mechas. The lines of human mimic mechas are of course different from traditional mechas. 】

[Let me go, this mech warrior is so handsome, even if it is a mimic mech, among thousands of Zergs, it is impossible for ordinary people to kill the ninth-level Zerg alone. 】

[Yes, and the ninth-level Zerg also has a mental shock wave, and only people with mental power exceeding A-level can approach it. 】

[By the way, is the mimic mech already available? Does anyone know the news? 】

Once you have seen the power of mimic mechas, you will naturally want to own them. What's more, mimic mechas have always been the direction of the Federation's dedicated research. -Time, most of the netizens on Starnet started asking where the mimic mecha came from. Even those with friends or relatives in the God of War Corps directly called to ask. Finally intensified, the Army of God of War had to announce the names of the creators of the mimic mech, Zhong Lao and Yan Hao after obtaining Zhong Lao's consent.

It can be said that Mr. Zhong’s name is known to everyone in the entire Federation, and Yan Hao was announced in the name of Mr. Zhong’s apprentice-the same, so everyone did not pay much attention, only that the mimic mech was the main one of Mr. Zhong. Production, the little apprentice hits and lays hands.

Lao Zhong is a tenth-level mecha maker and the earliest researcher of mimicry systems. It is only reasonable for him to be able to make mimic mechas.

However, didn't he say that he would not let the mimic mecha out of the laboratory?

Could it be that he figured it out? Is the mimic mech available for sale?

Suddenly, the people who wanted to buy the mimic mecha started to leave a message under the official website of the Federal Research Institute.

[Master Zhong, ask for a mimic mech, I can buy it for as much as possible. ] This is a local tyrant.

[Elder Zhong, give me a mimic mech, I also want to kill the ninth-level Zerg. 】This is all about joining in the fun.

[Old Zhong, is the money enough to buy one? Not enough, I'll go get it together again. 】The picture above, a screenshot of a bank account, there are too many counts to zero.

[Nest grass, catch alive-only local tyrant. 】

[A lot of money, I can't count it to zero. 】

The above-mentioned local tyrant who attached a screenshot of the bank account seems to have played a good lead. In the subsequent information, more and more people came to buy mechas with screenshots of their accounts, and the amount was larger than that. Like an auction at an auction house, netizens who watched it began to doubt life.

Was the gap between the rich and the poor so big?

The noise was a little loud, and the Propaganda Department of the Federal Research Institute was a little unable to handle it, so he urgently contacted Mr. Zhong and asked him to find a way to explain-next.

Mr. Zhong frowned, opened the star network, found the mecha building that had no idea how many floors were built, and left a message directly: [Not for sale, this mecha is a teaching prop, and it is also a meeting gift for the apprentice and wife. 】

Mr. Zhong’s message was directly bolded by the head of the Propaganda Department of the Institute. As soon as this comment came out, the style of the netizens suddenly became crooked.

No one cares about the two words written on the front of the teaching aid, and everyone's focus is on the back.

[Apprentice daughter-in-law? Meet up? 】

[Which apprentice, Mr. Zhong-there are seven apprentices in total. 】

[No, it's eight. Didn't you read the list of mimic mech producers announced by the God of War Corps before? There is a new apprentice named Yan Hao, who seems to be Zhong Lao's new apprentice. 】

[Let me go, the warrior who single-killed the ninth-level Zerg in the video is not Yan Hao's boyfriend, right? 】

[Excuse me, brother Yan Hao, is there still a lack of boyfriends? 】

[Excuse me, do other students of Zhong Lao still lack boyfriends? Graduated from university, the kind with a four-level mecha certificate. 】

[Excuse me, does Mr. Zhong still lack apprentices and daughters-in-law? No matter which apprentice is allocated to you, I can do it. 】

...

Then came a series of courtship comments, and in just half a day, Mr. Zhong's apprentices became the most popular golden bachelors in the whole Federation.

"..." The apprentices.

What you love is not me, but the mecha of my master.

Fortunately, even if Mr. Zhong's exception was explained in this way, the buying news on the Internet has gradually disappeared. As for the military or some forces inquiring through internal relations, they were also sent back by Zhong Lao.

However, Sheng Heng became the most enviable man in the entire federation.

When Sheng Heng found out that he got such an evaluation, not only was he not angry, but he was very happy. With his enthusiasm, if he were a star, it would be considered public.

"It's too much, how can they say that, it's not a mimicry mech that can kill the ninth-level Zerg, it's obviously the mental power of the senior." Yan Hao said angrily.

"But if there is no mimic mech, I really can't reach the front of the ninth-level Zerg." Sheng Heng smiled and calmed a certain cutie who was complaining about him. He will have such a good temper tomorrow-a person, actually. Will be angry about this kind of thing.

"But the eldest brother clearly said that your battle was very exciting. If you change a person, even if you are driving a mimic mech, you will not be able to do it like you. These people on the Internet, saying you, obviously completely obliterated you. It’s the credit." Yan Hao is worthless for Sheng Heng.

"It's okay, I like soft rice." It's probably that Yan Hao's angry look is too cute. The cheeks on both sides are like steamed buns, which makes people want to take a bite. So Sheng Hengshun opened his mouth gently, as he thought. The bite-down.

"You..." Yan Hao covered his face, a little dumbfounded. But the person did not back away, still standing in place.

Sheng Heng was overjoyed. This was the first time that Yan Hao did not subconsciously avoid him after being stolen by himself.

Yes, there is progress.

At this moment, the atmosphere was just right. Sheng Heng raised his hand and quietly came to Yan Hao's mind. When he was about to push people over, the door of the dormitory was suddenly knocked twice.

Yan Hao regained consciousness, turned around and walked towards the door.

Sheng Heng looked at his raised right hand speechlessly, sighed, and dropped silently.

Yan Hao opened the door, and Barbie worm walked straight in. He saw Sheng Heng there, his eyes lit up, and he joked, "The soft rice man."

Sheng Heng nodded with a smile, and he agreed.

"Brother Six." Yan Hao looked at the Barbie with a little displeasedness.

Seeing that Yan Hao was upset by the Bobby bug, he immediately apologized: "Sorry, sorry, just kidding."

"It doesn't matter, in fact, I quite like this title." Sheng Heng is not ashamed but proud.

"Sheng Heng, let me tell you that everyone in the federation knows about your acceptance of my master's betrothal gift, and in the future, only my junior brother will get your share." Barbie said half a joke and half a serious one.

His seriousness is not aimed at Sheng Heng, but worried about Yan Hao. He hopes that Yan Hao can have sweet love, but love is not only sweet, but also his other side. Barbie is very worried about whether Yan Hao, who has simple emotions, can handle such complex emotions.

"It was originally." Sheng Heng replied.

Barbie raised his eyebrows, and Sheng Heng smiled back, with a tacit understanding that can only be understood by each other.

"Brother Six, are you looking for something to do with me?" Yan Hao asked Barbie insects.

"Oh, I almost forgot, you pack it up, we will return to Capital Star in an hour." Barbie was here to tell Yan Hao about this.

"Are the Zergs outside cleaned up?" Yan Hao asked.

"Cleaning is almost done, and in order for us to reach the Capital Star safely, Lin Zhong will personally **** us out of the danger zone." Lin Zhong will be an eighth-level mecha warrior. He was performing missions outside, just in Zhong Zhong. Before I left, I returned to the base one day. When the clock was attacked by the ninth-level Zerg, he should have gone to the rescue, but because his mecha was seriously damaged and unable to fight, he changed Sheng Heng.

After returning, when Mr. Zhong was helping Black Soul overhaul in the No. 1 Inspection Room, he happened to see Lieutenant General Lin’s mecha and helped to improve a few things. After the Lieutenant General Lin knew, he would report everything to Mr. Zhong. Insist on escorting them away.

"By the way, Sheng Heng, do you want to go back with us?" asked Barbie. The vacation is almost over, and Sheng Heng should also go back to class.

"I may have to stay a few more days." Sheng Heng shook his head.

The fact that he used his mental power to kill the ninth-level zerg was taken seriously by the legion, and he needed to stay and cooperate with the legion to conduct experiments. However, this is a secret of the Legion, and Sheng Heng cannot disclose it to the outside world.

"See you at our school." Yan Hao was a little disappointed, but thinking about it, school was about to start. When he went back to study the system for a few days, he could see the senior again, and he felt better again.

In the galaxy where the Sima Army is stationed.

Sima Mingxuan was smashing the things in the house frantically. There was a mess in the house, and Yan Fei stood tremblingly in the corner, not daring to take a step, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, those things would hit him.

Sima Mingxuan smashed-through, and suddenly his brain-terrible pain, he knelt on the ground with a muffled snoring, holding his head in his hands, and cried out in pain.

"Sima senior." Yan Fei saw him, and ran over with the medicine he had prepared. "Take the medicine quickly."

Sima Mingxuan drank the medicine, and the pain in his brain gradually eased. He raised his head and looked at Yan Fei with gloomy eyes.

Yan Fei-face care: "Sima senior, is it better?"

"Yan Hao is the matter of the old disciple Zhong, do you know?" Sima Mingxuan asked Yan Fei.

Yan Fei-shocked by mistake.

"What about you, do you know?" Sima Mingxuan had a headache, and now he lost his temper. He directly smashed the medicine bottle he had just drunk on the ground, and the glass shards spattered and frightened Yan Fei. -A joke.

"I...I don't know." Yan Fei answered honestly.

"Didn't you say that your brother went to the mecha manufacturing department from elementary school to hide from you? How can he become Zhong Lao's disciple and learn to mimic mechas?"

"I have no idea."

"You don't know, why don't you know, aren't you his younger brother? Didn't you grow up together?" Sima Mingxuan grasped Yan Fei's weak arm, his strength was lost, and Yan Fei fell in pain. Take a cold breath.

"It hurts, it hurts." Yan Fei cried and pleaded.

Sima Mingxuan paused, as if thinking of something, he quickly let go, and his tone became soft and soft again: "Sorry, when I killed the ninth-level zerg, my consciousness was affected by the shock wave, and my head was too bad. It hurts, and I didn’t control my emotions."

"It's okay, I...I will find a way to cure seniors." Yan Fei whispered.

"Just... I didn't catch you." Sima Mingxuan looked at Yan Fei's red arm that had already been caught by him with a full face of reproach.

"Yes." Yan Fei said aggrievedly.

Sima Mingxuan's eyes flashed, and then he held Yan Fei's arm, gently held it up, lowered his head, and lightly dropped it- kissed: "What about now?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Yan Fei's face flushed suddenly.

Sima Mingxuan's sea of ​​consciousness was another sharp pain, and his mental power turned into countless tiny needles to stimulate his sea of ​​consciousness, causing him to give birth to a wave of violence for no reason. -He smeared blood, and smeared Sima Mingxuan's eyes silently. He suddenly picked up Yan Fei in front of him and threw it on the only bed in the room.

"Sima senior?!" Yan Fei cried out in horror.

Sima Mingxuan held himself and pressed him up, no matter whether Yan Fei was willing or not, he kissed him directly.

Yan Fei just struggled a few symbolically before he compromised.

Eight hundred words are omitted here, I want to come to you and do not want to read it.